The Leaky Golden Sacred Dragon

The Leaky Golden Sacred Dragon

The Awakening Array activated, and Yu Xiaogang was immediately enveloped in a golden radiance.

A dragon's roar resounded through the hall. Behind him, the silhouette of a colossal dragon seemed to emerge. Every Beast Martial Soul master present, including those with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul, vaguely felt a suppressive force.

"This is..." Yu Luomian said in astonishment.

"Could it be?" Yu Luotang murmured doubtfully.

Yu Yuanzhen rose to his feet in excitement. He had realized what was happening faster than the other clan elders.

Below the stage, Yu Xiaomen watched the dragon silhouette behind Yu Xiaogang gradually solidify. The joy he had felt from awakening his top-tier talent vanished completely at that moment.

Haha... Hahahaha...

I can feel it. It's a dragon—the Golden Sacred Dragon. It's about to emerge...

Yu Xiaogang was overwhelmed with excitement. He raised his head and opened his eyes. Golden dragons seemed to soar through his gaze.

My Martial Soul, the Golden Sacred Dragon. Hahaha, my Martial Soul is the Golden Sacred Dragon...

From today onward, I will be the second Soul Master in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's recorded history to possess the Golden Sacred Dragon Martial Soul. My legend begins at this moment. Even Ten Thousand Years from now, I will make the entire continent sing the praises of Dragon God Douluo Yu Xiaogang.

The wonderful sensation made Yu Xiaogang close his eyes, immersing himself completely in the blissful feeling of Spirit Awakening.

Suddenly, an abnormal change occurred. An ordinary Martial Soul could solidify in a single attempt, yet the dragon's phantom remained condensed but insubstantial, unable to fully form into a Martial Soul.

Everyone froze, staring wide-eyed at the scene before them. Yu Xiaogang also realized that something was wrong. He opened his eyes and looked at the insubstantial Golden Sacred Dragon behind him, unable to understand what had happened.

Suddenly, the dragon phantom let out a mournful cry and began to leak away.

"Golden Sacred Dragon, my Golden Sacred Dragon, no—" Yu Xiaogang frantically tried to grab hold of the dispersing phantom of the Golden Sacred Dragon.

"Th-this... what exactly is happening?" a clan disciple asked.

"This is bad. The Martial Soul is undergoing a mutation," Yu Yuanzhen said.

The moment those present heard this, their hearts tightened. Martial Soul Mutations could be good or bad, but if Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul had been the Golden Sacred Dragon, then there could only be one outcome: a malignant mutation. After all, among the human Martial Souls known to them, there could not possibly be a Beast Martial Soul superior to the Golden Sacred Dragon.

Upon hearing that conclusion, Yu Xiaogang became even more terrified. He broke down and shouted, "No, my Golden Sacred Dragon, don't leave me! How can I live without you..."

At last, the Golden Sacred Dragon dispersed completely. What remained in its place was a purple, bloated, incomparably ugly creature. It looked like a dog, yet was as fat as a pig.

The moment the little creature appeared, it formed a faint connection with Yu Xiaogang. It affectionately crawled over to rub against his trouser leg, letting out a series of pig-like "oink, oink, oink" cries.

Yu Xiaogang lowered his head, leaving no one able to see his expression.

The entire scene fell silent. Only the little beast's repeated pig-like cries could be heard.

After all, Yu Xiaogang was still the Sect Leader's son, and Yu Yuanzhen's lingering authority remained. No one dared openly discuss Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul. Yet the scrutinizing gazes directed at him made Yu Xiaogang feel as though needles were pricking his back.

"Let's..." Yu Yuanzhen's voice broke the silence. "Let's test his Innate Soul Power first. After all, a Martial Soul's strength cannot be judged by its appearance." He felt that his son might still be salvageable.

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang abruptly raised his head and roared at the Awakening Master, "Right, test my Innate Soul Power quickly! Hurry!"

The Awakening Master nodded, moved the Crystal Ball before Yu Xiaogang, and said, "Young Master, please."

Yu Xiaogang anxiously pressed his hand onto the Crystal Ball. The Crystal Ball emitted a barely perceptible glimmer.

Everyone present froze once again.

Second by second, time passed. Suddenly, Yu Xiaogang angrily hurled the Crystal Ball to the ground, shattering it into pieces. He roared, "Impossible, absolutely impossible! This Crystal Ball must be broken. It must be!"

Yu Yuanzhen's expression turned incomparably grim. He said to the Awakening Master, "Get Xiao Gang another Crystal Ball."

"Yes!" The Awakening Master took out another Crystal Ball.

This time, Yu Xiaogang impatiently pressed his hand against it. Once again, there was only a barely perceptible glimmer.

Thus, another Crystal Ball was smashed to pieces. Yu Xiaogang roared furiously, "Get another one!"

When the third Crystal Ball produced the same result, Yu Xiaogang was about to smash it as well when Yu Luomian rebuked him, "Yu Xiaogang, even if you refuse to accept it, you cannot change the fact that your Martial Soul has undergone a reverse mutation into a Waste Spirit. Destroying clan property will not change that!"

Yu Yuanzhen covered his face with one hand and gestured to the Awakening Master with the other. He said painfully, "Announce the result."

The Awakening Master nodded and said, "Innate Soul Power..." He took a magnifying glass from his sleeve and examined the Crystal Ball for a long while. "Zero point... 0.5 rank. Yes, it is Innate Soul Power Rank 0.5, Sect Leader."

The people present could no longer help whispering among themselves.

"What? He only has Rank 0.5 Innate Soul Power?"

"What kind of Martial Soul is that? It looks like a dog but isn't a dog, like a pig but isn't a pig. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon can mutate into that thing?"

As more and more people began whispering, their remarks became increasingly unrestrained:

"Our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon can mutate into that thing? Impossible, right? But it's true that Yu Xiaogang is the Sect Leader's biological son. Could it be..."

"The Sect Leader's bloodline is so exceptional. Even Yu Xiaomen, whom he had with the Maidservant Yun Niang, possesses Rank 9.5 Innate Soul Power, while Yu Xiaogang only has Rank 0.5 Soul Power. Doesn't that explain something?"

"Rank 0.5? What Rank 0.5? The Awakening Master was just being tactful."

"Anyway, I refuse to believe that our majestic and domineering Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon could awaken into something worse than a pig or a dog."

"To think I spent the past six years flattering Yu Xiaogang!"

Mocking voices reached Yu Xiaogang's ears, like steel needles piercing his heart and filling him with agony. Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at Yu Xiaomen.

Yu Xiaomen said nothing, but like Yu Xiaogang, he looked directly at the other. Their gazes met. A meaningful expression appeared on Yu Xiaomen's face.

Mockery. He must be mocking me! That bastard is mocking me!

Yu Xiaogang could accept the mockery of everyone in the clan, but he could not accept the mockery of him—this bastard born of a lowly servant. Why? Why did he possess the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul and Rank 9.5 Innate Soul Power, while I only have Rank 0.5 Soul Power and awakened something worse than a pig or a dog?

Yu Xiaogang instantly broke down—

"Aaaaaaah—"

Yu Xiaogang cried and screamed, overcome by grief and rage, his tears soaking his clothes like a gibbon's cry in sorrow, and then—

He ran away.